This is a song about "Left"

All the people you left behind.

Pay my haters not too much mind

Take the exit, the nearest left

That's why i never claimed i was the best

Hold up yea we the best

'till there's nothin' left.

Promises that had us left assured

I got a fetish for fresh, i'm a clean crook

Right now using my left brain

Searching for fortune and fame

No famous name vouch and i'm still the shit

She knows you masturbate left handed

Your family is left wondering why

God damn it, i'm one hell of a guy

Friend after friend left me

Summertime in the city